xiayannie
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☆ scummy scara drabble
headcannons I suppose
cw(s) : smut, afab! fem! reader, cumming quickly, weird scara, weird reader ??
I actually love scummy scara
he's a virgin loser who has never felt the touch of a woman.
↳ scummy scara who froths at the mouth like a rabid animal whenever he sees you
it doesn't even have to be you dressed up in any type of way, scara just automatically follows you with his eyes and imagines all the (im)possible scenarios and fantasies he has with you
when you do dress up a bit skimpier than usual, he'd be ogling at you, thinking of how you proved him wrong by thinking that you couldn't look any hotter than you already did.
↳ scummy scara who is inexperienced and has unrealistic ideas about sex
↳ scummy scara who wants to play out his cringy imagination (which he gets from the anime he watches)
↳ scummy scara who can't believe that it's all real when you finally do talk to him !
↳ scummy scara has a nosebleed when you've straddled his lap, him getting a full view of you pulling up your shirt to reveal your plush breasts that he dreamt of seeing up close
↳ scummy scara who can't muster up any words, moaning like a whore and cumming within seconds when he bottoms out in your warm cunt
↳ scummy scara feels like he's in heaven as you tease and bounce on his cock, which you claim is "surprisingly big"
scaramouche cries when you lean down to give him a peck on the lips. he's in disbelief that you're in his room, all cuddled up on his chest.
you can't help but let out a small laugh, finding him adorable in the way he reacts. he's never touched a girl, let alone talked to a girl longer than needed, so he's in awe as he blushes at the proximity you're both in.
it's so... intimate. your skin is so soft, and you're so warm and much more tiny than he imagined (not to mention, way more charming and hotter than he imagined in his little scenarios).
without realizing it, he had grew another erection.
you quickly felt it twitch and throb slightly against the fat of your ass, and you couldn't help but to tease the boy a little.
"you're ready for another round?" you smiled, flipping the both of you over, with him onto this time.
"how about you try topping me, lover boy? just try not to cum too quickly this time."
scaramouche was shaking as his hands made his way about, feeling confused and scared to think about touching your sacred body.
his worries were eased as you guided him, and he couldn't help but slap his hips into your warm and wet cunt in a frenzy once he bottomed out, because it felt too good not to.
your moans and words of affirmation made him melt into the crook of your neck, as he tried to be good and listen to you, trying his best not to cum quickly.
"f-fuck... s-sorry...! ah! I might cum soon..." he whined out, feeling you clench around his cock.
"... it's okay, cum for me." you managed to coo out to him between your soft pants. scaramouche came instantly, feeling weak in the knees as he collapsed onto you.
you smiled, realizing that he fell asleep from exhaustion.
scaramouche, despite his watching and curious looks towards you, never realized that you noticed his shy glances. it was cute, you thought.
you would wait in spots where you saw him sometimes, just to see his reaction to your newest low-cut top. and you would purposefully bend down in front of him when you wore a skirt, all just to see his face contort nervously, and to see his cheeks redden.
the thought of tainting his image of you being innocent and sweet was all too tempting, and you finally had him wrapped around your little finger.
𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
☆ scaramouche
he keeps talking about wanting a baby during sex because he's too embarrassed to admit that he wants one outside of bed.
cw(s): creampie(s), mentions of pregnancy, multiple rounds, reader is afab!
scaramouche as of late, has been obsessing over kids. he would hate and scoff at the idea of kids if you asked him about it weeks prior, but he would stay silent and simply change the subject if it was brought up lately.
which leads to the way he's been acting in bed.
scaramouche kept fondling your boobs, and his thrusts seem to be impossibly deeper than they've ever been, as he fucks into your womb.
his eyes were cloudy and filled with a determined look as he feverishly thrusted.
"... you're gonna be the best mommy to our children..."
"you want it, right? tell me how bad you want me to knock you up... to fill you with my cum and get you pregnant..." he's kind of delirious as he fixates on the way your soft breasts bounce in his hands, imagining how bloated and plump they'd be once you were carrying his child. drunk on the feeling, you could only incoherently mumble small "...yes! yes! I want it!" s' in response as you came hard, shaking and clenching around his cock.
SCARAMOUCHE then came with a groan, his hips still rutting into your warmth.
he pulled out slowly, watching his seed drip out as your pussy clenched around nothing. scaramouche's fingers slowly made their way back to your cunt, his digits scooping the cum and pushing it back in.
"... c'mon, sweet girl. you gotta hold onto my seed. look, it's all dripping out of your cunt." he murmured into your ear, bringing up a glob of his cum on his fingers for you to see.
"I'm gonna have to pump you full again... since the last load was wasted." scaramouche hummed, slipping his cock back in easily with how wet you were. His hips grinded against yours, letting you feel the evidence of his desire. It's obvious he's been thinking about this all day, seeing how hard he still was.
"w-wait- I just came though...?" you cried, trying your best to escape him through crawling away, despite your wobbly legs.
a yelp left your lips out of helplessness as he pulled you towards him by your ankles. scaramouche let out a chuckle as he heard a small whine from you, feeling his hot and throbbing cock slide up against your folds.
"already done? don't tell me you think I was joking."
he rolled his eyes, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your lips. his hand then positioned his dick along your entrance, gently teasing it as he smiled at the way you coated his tip so well.
"we have a long night ahead of us, hm? ...afterall, you told me you'd gladly carry my child earlier. and you would have to milk me dry for that to happen."
any protests from your end were quickly forgotten about as he pumped load after load into you.
nerd! scara but he's fucking us at the back of the locker room
This one might be short butttt I love this scenario
✧･ﾟ:* ->Nerd! Scaramouche fucking your brains out in the locker room!
✧･ﾟ:* ->¡Warnings!: NSFW, Fem! Reader, Sub! Reader, Mention of exhibitionism, Slight Degradation!
The metal surface of the locker felt cool in contrast to your warm cheek pressing against it. The same locker you had attempted to shove Scaramouche against when you tried to pick on him. But it seems like he had other ideas.
Now you're getting your brains fucked out as his hand muffles your moans and pleas. Your upper torso and face is smushed against the locker door as he rams his thick length into your dripping cunt. His clothed torso meets your back, his mouth right by your ear, allowing you to hear every little grunt and moan which only makes you more turned on in return.
"Such a whore... Getting off to being fucked in a place where anyone could walk in and see, aren't you, you little exhibitionist?" Scaramouche groans as he feels you clench down harder around his dick at that, answering his question. "Fuck— you're so tight..! Since you're into this so much... I think I'll just..let you enjoy yourself..." His voice trails off as he moves his hand from your mouth and brings it down to grab your throat, squeezing as he pulls your head back.
Your back arches, hands pressed against the lockers. Every thrust makes your sensitive breasts rub up against the metal, heightening the sensations. Scaramouche's other hand hooks itself beneath one of your legs, lifting it up a bit to spread them wider. Your jaw falls slack, incoherent cries leaving your parted lips as you feel him hitting new depths within you that you didn't even know were possible.
The slight change in position has you squirting around his cock in no time, sweat running down your body as your eyes glaze over with lust. You've long since given up trying to keep yourself quiet, mouth hanging open as drool runs down your chin. But even then, Scaramouche doesn't stop his relentless pace.
His lips brush the shell of your ear, breath hot as he whispers in a voice that leaves no room for doubt,"You looked so cute cumming around my cock. I wanna see you do it again..."
𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
☆ scaramouche
he keeps talking about wanting a baby during sex because he's too embarrassed to admit that he wants one outside of bed.
cw(s): creampie(s), mentions of pregnancy, multiple rounds, reader is afab!
scaramouche as of late, has been obsessing over kids. he would hate and scoff at the idea of kids if you asked him about it weeks prior, but he would stay silent and simply change the subject if it was brought up lately.
which leads to the way he's been acting in bed.
scaramouche kept fondling your boobs, and his thrusts seem to be impossibly deeper than they've ever been, as he fucks into your womb.
his eyes were cloudy and filled with a determined look as he feverishly thrusted.
"... you're gonna be the best mommy to our children..."
"you want it, right? tell me how bad you want me to knock you up... to fill you with my cum and get you pregnant..." he's kind of delirious as he fixates on the way your soft breasts bounce in his hands, imagining how bloated and plump they'd be once you were carrying his child. drunk on the feeling, you could only incoherently mumble small "...yes! yes! I want it!" s' in response as you came hard, shaking and clenching around his cock.
SCARAMOUCHE then came with a groan, his hips still rutting into your warmth.
he pulled out slowly, watching his seed drip out as your pussy clenched around nothing. scaramouche's fingers slowly made their way back to your cunt, his digits scooping the cum and pushing it back in.
"... c'mon, sweet girl. you gotta hold onto my seed. look, it's all dripping out of your cunt." he murmured into your ear, bringing up a glob of his cum on his fingers for you to see.
"I'm gonna have to pump you full again... since the last load was wasted." scaramouche hummed, slipping his cock back in easily with how wet you were. His hips grinded against yours, letting you feel the evidence of his desire. It's obvious he's been thinking about this all day, seeing how hard he still was.
"w-wait- I just came though...?" you cried, trying your best to escape him through crawling away, despite your wobbly legs.
a yelp left your lips out of helplessness as he pulled you towards him by your ankles. scaramouche let out a chuckle as he heard a small whine from you, feeling his hot and throbbing cock slide up against your folds.
"already done? don't tell me you think I was joking."
he rolled his eyes, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your lips. his hand then positioned his dick along your entrance, gently teasing it as he smiled at the way you coated his tip so well.
"we have a long night ahead of us, hm? ...afterall, you told me you'd gladly carry my child earlier. and you would have to milk me dry for that to happen."
any protests from your end were quickly forgotten about as he pumped load after load into you.
𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
☆ scaramouche
he keeps talking about wanting a baby during sex because he's too embarrassed to admit that he wants one outside of bed.
cw(s): creampie(s), mentions of pregnancy, multiple rounds, reader is afab!
scaramouche as of late, has been obsessing over kids. he would hate and scoff at the idea of kids if you asked him about it weeks prior, but he would stay silent and simply change the subject if it was brought up lately.
which leads to the way he's been acting in bed.
scaramouche kept fondling your boobs, and his thrusts seem to be impossibly deeper than they've ever been, as he fucks into your womb.
his eyes were cloudy and filled with a determined look as he feverishly thrusted.
"... you're gonna be the best mommy to our children..."
"you want it, right? tell me how bad you want me to knock you up... to fill you with my cum and get you pregnant..." he's kind of delirious as he fixates on the way your soft breasts bounce in his hands, imagining how bloated and plump they'd be once you were carrying his child. drunk on the feeling, you could only incoherently mumble small "...yes! yes! I want it!" s' in response as you came hard, shaking and clenching around his cock.
SCARAMOUCHE then came with a groan, his hips still rutting into your warmth.
he pulled out slowly, watching his seed drip out as your pussy clenched around nothing. scaramouche's fingers slowly made their way back to your cunt, his digits scooping the cum and pushing it back in.
"... c'mon, sweet girl. you gotta hold onto my seed. look, it's all dripping out of your cunt." he murmured into your ear, bringing up a glob of his cum on his fingers for you to see.
"I'm gonna have to pump you full again... since the last load was wasted." scaramouche hummed, slipping his cock back in easily with how wet you were. His hips grinded against yours, letting you feel the evidence of his desire. It's obvious he's been thinking about this all day, seeing how hard he still was.
"w-wait- I just came though...?" you cried, trying your best to escape him through crawling away, despite your wobbly legs.
a yelp left your lips out of helplessness as he pulled you towards him by your ankles. scaramouche let out a chuckle as he heard a small whine from you, feeling his hot and throbbing cock slide up against your folds.
"already done? don't tell me you think I was joking."
he rolled his eyes, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your lips. his hand then positioned his dick along your entrance, gently teasing it as he smiled at the way you coated his tip so well.
"we have a long night ahead of us, hm? ...afterall, you told me you'd gladly carry my child earlier. and you would have to milk me dry for that to happen."
any protests from your end were quickly forgotten about as he pumped load after load into you.
☆ scummy scara drabble
headcannons I suppose
cw(s) : smut, afab! fem! reader, cumming quickly, weird scara, weird reader ??
I actually love scummy scara
he's a virgin loser who has never felt the touch of a woman.
↳ scummy scara who froths at the mouth like a rabid animal whenever he sees you
it doesn't even have to be you dressed up in any type of way, scara just automatically follows you with his eyes and imagines all the (im)possible scenarios and fantasies he has with you
when you do dress up a bit skimpier than usual, he'd be ogling at you, thinking of how you proved him wrong by thinking that you couldn't look any hotter than you already did.
↳ scummy scara who is inexperienced and has unrealistic ideas about sex
↳ scummy scara who wants to play out his cringy imagination (which he gets from the anime he watches)
↳ scummy scara who can't believe that it's all real when you finally do talk to him !
↳ scummy scara has a nosebleed when you've straddled his lap, him getting a full view of you pulling up your shirt to reveal your plush breasts that he dreamt of seeing up close
↳ scummy scara who can't muster up any words, moaning like a whore and cumming within seconds when he bottoms out in your warm cunt
↳ scummy scara feels like he's in heaven as you tease and bounce on his cock, which you claim is "surprisingly big"
scaramouche cries when you lean down to give him a peck on the lips. he's in disbelief that you're in his room, all cuddled up on his chest.
you can't help but let out a small laugh, finding him adorable in the way he reacts. he's never touched a girl, let alone talked to a girl longer than needed, so he's in awe as he blushes at the proximity you're both in.
it's so... intimate. your skin is so soft, and you're so warm and much more tiny than he imagined (not to mention, way more charming and hotter than he imagined in his little scenarios).
without realizing it, he had grew another erection.
you quickly felt it twitch and throb slightly against the fat of your ass, and you couldn't help but to tease the boy a little.
"you're ready for another round?" you smiled, flipping the both of you over, with him onto this time.
"how about you try topping me, lover boy? just try not to cum too quickly this time."
scaramouche was shaking as his hands made his way about, feeling confused and scared to think about touching your sacred body.
his worries were eased as you guided him, and he couldn't help but slap his hips into your warm and wet cunt in a frenzy once he bottomed out, because it felt too good not to.
your moans and words of affirmation made him melt into the crook of your neck, as he tried to be good and listen to you, trying his best not to cum quickly.
"f-fuck... s-sorry...! ah! I might cum soon..." he whined out, feeling you clench around his cock.
"... it's okay, cum for me." you managed to coo out to him between your soft pants. scaramouche came instantly, feeling weak in the knees as he collapsed onto you.
you smiled, realizing that he fell asleep from exhaustion.
scaramouche, despite his watching and curious looks towards you, never realized that you noticed his shy glances. it was cute, you thought.
you would wait in spots where you saw him sometimes, just to see his reaction to your newest low-cut top. and you would purposefully bend down in front of him when you wore a skirt, all just to see his face contort nervously, and to see his cheeks redden.
the thought of tainting his image of you being innocent and sweet was all too tempting, and you finally had him wrapped around your little finger.
hello!! First time requesting something, but could you maybe write something wanderer and fem.reader testing out those aphrodisiac chocolates?
Thank you!! <33
— pairing : wanderer x fem!reader
— warnings : NSFW; they fuck a lot; honestly this is so badly written im sry; creampie; oral (m!receiving); she rides him at some point
— a/n : let’s pretend it’s Valentine’s Day bc I said so
He insisted a lot until tonight came. He pestered you to buy these stupid chocolates, and you accepted in the end for the sake of the smile on his face. And when they finally arrived and you tasted them together, you felt nothing but sleepy.
“Maybe we just need to wait a bit-”
“We've been waiting since 9:30, do you know what time it is now?” You contradict his insistence, eyeing his pouting face to search for a response. He shakes his head.
“Past midnight.” He frowns at you, looking away when you stare at him for too long.
“I told you it wasn’t gonna work. I’m going to bed.” You stretch your back and sigh deeply before standing up from the couch and going to your shared bedroom.
“I’m right behind you then.” He says, still a bit disappointed that his little experiment didn't work this time.
He really liked the idea of testing things out with you, as long as you weren't opposed to that. And you were almost always open to trying new things for him to see what would work better for you two.
His co-workers wouldn’t stop talking about their private experiences with this aphrodisiac chocolates like horny teenagers, and although he was annoyed by it, he couldn’t help but get curious. Valentine’s Day was approaching after all.
He didn't like sweets, quite the opposite, he hated them. However, anyone could tell otherwise by the way his face was covered in chocolate right now, like a child. He wanted to make it work. He was excited to see what would unfold after.
Unfortunately this time, you weren't going to end up on all fours with your body covered in his cum on the bed because it was already late and you were tired, but he still had a lifetime to do it.
Wanderer was sleeping soundly next to you when you woke up. Chapped and dehydrated lips, the complete opposite of what they’d been in the morning, but perhaps these were the consequences of the cold weather.
… cold? No. In fact, since when has it been so hot?
Your body was sweating and the air conditioning, despite being on, didn't seem to work. You cautiously remove the arms that embraced your body, and remove the blanket that covers you to touch your feet to the floor slowly, not wanting to make any noise.
Only now were you thinking about how terrible the idea was of trying to get to the kitchen in the early morning only to drink some water without disturbing your loved one's sleep. After all, where was the switch? You knew it was on the wall next to the door, and that there was a lamp next to your bed, but it was on Wanderer's side, and you didn't want to bump into it, much less go over his body to turn on the light, so the switch was the safest now. Or so you thought.
“Oh shit.” You bump into something, hearing it fall to the floor. It didn't seem that loud, but when you heard him suddenly rumbling and calling out your name, you knew you fucked up.
You guide your body carefully to face the bed again, climbing onto the mattress and moving closer to the warmth of Wanderer's body.
"What is it?" You say with a subtle tone, not wanting to completely wake him up since it was still late.
“Mm… need it here…” you frown in confusion.
"What do you mean? What do you need?” You now carry a hint of worry in your voice, quickly towering over Wanderer’s body and reaching out to turn on the lights since he was closer to the lamp.
“I-I feel… something…” his voice drops as his eyes wander to his blanket covered body. Your hand reaches out to pull it off his body, assuming whatever he had was under the blanket since he couldn't stop looking.
However, the sight that beholds you is that of a man only in his boxers. Clothes thrown to the floor at some point in the night that you didn't notice, and a tent formed beneath the fabric of his underwear, which was wet enough to be discarded.
The feeling you felt faintly in your body before suddenly becomes more present and obvious, as you had ignored it until now. From now on there was nowhere to run. Besides getting hotter all over, an uncomfortable need made itself known between your legs, screaming to be relieved. You were wet like a fountain.
“Mmh? Y/N… it hurts.” He mumbles one more time. You clear your throat and look in his direction, realizing now that he had opened his eyes, without even a drop of tiredness on his face.
“I-it does?” Your legs close in an attempt to hide your intimacy discovered under your nightgown, — since you slept without it when you were at home — embarrassed for thinking about such dirty things after insisting that you sleep without touching each other.
Maybe you were just frustrated that the aphrodisiac didn't work. You two were very active and this time you rejected him because of his “mistake” in buying something that didn't work without seeing the reviews again. So it would be embarrassing to call out to him now knowing that you were the one in the wrong.
He nods, drawing his eyebrows together and diverting his teary gaze to the walls. You try to get your head straight and focus on your boyfriend. He's in pain, so whatever you're feeling right now isn't important.
"Where does it hurt? Show me." You struggle to express your concern, despite the tingling you felt throughout your body and the immense desire you had to simply tear off all his clothes and make him feel better with your body. But let's agree that that's not how things work in reality (or they shouldn't work like this for normal couples).
He grabs your hand. The trembling, anxious pulse as he guides you to his crotch. Your lips part in an “o”, and you instinctively begin to massage him through the fabric, drawing thin moans that you never thought you would hear coming from his lips.
“Nnngh use it! P-please- oh just use me—!” he arches his back to receive more contact with your hand, tears streaming down his face. "help me."
And that's when you completely lose control.
On the average, with a standard dosage, the effects of an aphrodisiac can begin to be felt within one to three hours of ingestion. You assumed the effects would be noticed right away, but it seems like it will only get more intense over time. How stupid were you to not realize this sooner?
You were dripping just like Wanderer, whose dick just freed by you was slick with precum from top to base. The “pulling out method” wouldn’t even have a chance of working this time if you weren't on the pill, not that you would care about the consequences if that were the case, clit aching to be touched.
You admire the treat in front of you, drooling to put it in your mouth and make your throat its home.
“N-no, wait— fuck! Wanna cum inside youuu.” He moves his hips and tries to push your face away, but it's not enough to stop you from lubricating your lips and mouthing his dick. The fingers around your hair loosen as he starts to soften and give up, eyes rolling into the back of his head with so much pleasure.
“Ohhh baby, feels so good around my c-cock.” Soon he gives in against you without much resistance. You hummed around his cock, sucking and making wet noises that left his ears red. The rest that you couldn't put in your mouth, you stimulated with your hands in a back and forth movement.
However for Wanderer, everything fit if you put your mind into it.
“T-take it good mmmn.” He starts to throw his hips against your mouth and hold your hair in a ponytail with one hand, using you to get off like a fuck toy, making you gag a few times until his cock was so deep in your throat that your nose touched his pelvic hair.
He holds your head still in that position. It becomes difficult to breathe and the only thing you can do is move your tongue randomly from one side to another. You are about to call him when you feel warm ropes of cum going down your throat.
“I'm still hard. Do something about it.” He asks demandingly, wiping his dripping seed from your lips with his thumb and then shoving two fingers inside your mouth so you could swallow it all well.
When he’s finished, you take a deep breath. Face red as you open your legs slightly to show your messy situation. A slimy substance sliding between your folds and glistening pussy, along with a throbbing clit, so sensitive to the touch!
He gets up from the bed, still limp from his recent orgasm, and brings his face closer to your intimacy, fascinated. “You’re as wet as when you’re ovulating. Even needier, I bet.” His finger passes between your folds, lining up with your entrance.
“Think it worked.” He smiles to himself, proud of having eaten so many chocolates earlier, and sticks his finger between your walls, just the act itself being enough to make you clench around it and let out a deep breath.
“And she’s so tight too. She must be even more sensitive today. Fuck, that way I can’t even move my fingers further.” He leaves his finger inside you without moving, feeling you grow impatient and start to rock your hips against the source of pleasure.
“T-then why is it going in? H-hah-“ your voice cracks, eyebrows draw together to match your melted eyes. Wanderer just smirks at the sinful scene.
“Ahh using me just like I said…” a gooey liquid escapes you when he suddenly pulls his finger out and manhandles you into being on all fours to fill your mouth with his sticky finger, distracting you so that you were unable to speak. “But you can very well use something bigger.”
He parts your legs, positioning his dick underneath to let your juices fall all over him and lubricate him completely as he rubs his dick between your folds, grunting every time the head reaches your hole and you clench needily.
“I-it’s so hard… it wants to be inside your pretty pussy.” He places a soothing hand on your waist and caresses it, looking so pleadingly at your body while slowly entering you when you wiggle your ass as a response.
With a heavy sigh coming out of both of you, he holds your waist very firmly and thrusts hard into you, changing positions every time he came inside you.
Finally, you were on top of him. He loved seeing you on top of him, tits bouncing up and down as you roll your hips in order to grind your clit on his pelvis at the same time you moved on his cock. He could never resist the urge to pinch your hard nipples and squeeze your belly to intensify your pleasure and to show you how deep he was inside you.
“Just one more time, please baby.” He kisses between your boobs, holding your waist in place when you told him you were getting tired and tried to go away. He knew you weren't done either, but he'd do all the work for you and make you feel good all over again until you came this one last time.
So when you replied with a “mhmm” he promptly pushed you down and slammed his cock all the way to your womb, pumping his cum from his previous orgasms back up into you once again, trying to reach another one with you.
“Ah- I don’t know if I can cum again!”
“No no, I know you can. Give it to me, hm?” He insists, silencing your uncontrolled blabbering sounds and sobs with his mouth, swallowing said noises while he flicked your swollen clit until your mind became all foggy again.
He slowed his ministrations when your walls tightened around his cock with a loud grunt, gushing out a thick stream of sperm inside you. Your faces parted for him to see your fucked out state and the line of drool connecting the two of you, he couldn't help but smile.
“You look so pretty like this. Almost makes me want to ruin you again.” He leaves a sweet kiss on your forehead, making it impossible for him to see your surprised face that comes after.
“I- I think that’s enough…?” Your voice comes out, although a little hoarse and low. There were still some chocolates left, and now you knew that you had to be careful to hide them from your boyfriend, as he seemed to have enjoyed this a little too much.
“You’re right, we can see about that tomorrow.” He teases, chuckling as you gulp down.
For a while, you both remain silent. He waits for you to start yawning and close your eyes to clean you up so you don't wake up uncomfortable in the morning. When he lies down with you again, he pulls you closer and leaves you lying on his chest.
Wanderer isn't accustomed to showing love through physical contact, but he knows you like it more than anything, and he can't deny that the feeling of your warm body on his makes him feel... things. The next day, he won't be there anymore, and your chest will tighten as you make your way to the kitchen, finding the smell of coffee strange until you’re looking at his back facing you.
For a moment, the tightness in your heart is replaced by the familiar butterflies in the stomach, and you sit on the counter as he smiles innocently and places a warm coffee in front of you.
Your hands hold the handle to bring the drink to your mouth when you notice the small candy on the saucer where the cup was and raise your head towards him to arch a doubtful eyebrow.
“To sweeten your coffee since I didn’t add sugar today.” He justifies himself.
Apparently, he’s addicted to chocolates now.
𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
☆ scaramouche
he keeps talking about wanting a baby during sex because he's too embarrassed to admit that he wants one outside of bed.
cw(s): creampie(s), mentions of pregnancy(reader is not pregnant), multiple rounds, reader is afab!
scaramouche as of late, has been obsessing over kids. he would hate and scoff at the idea of kids if you asked him about it weeks prior, but he would stay silent and simply change the subject if it was brought up lately.
which leads to the way he's been acting in bed.
scaramouche kept fondling your boobs, and his thrusts seem to be impossibly deeper than they've ever been, as he fucks into your womb.
his eyes were cloudy and filled with a determined look as he feverishly thrusted.
"... you're gonna be the best mommy to our children..."
"you want it, right? tell me how bad you want me to knock you up... to fill you with my cum and get you pregnant..." he's kind of delirious as he fixates on the way your soft breasts bounce in his hands, imagining how bloated and plump they'd be once you were carrying his child. drunk on the feeling, you could only incoherently mumble small "...yes! yes! I want it!" s' in response as you came hard, shaking and clenching around his cock.
SCARAMOUCHE then came with a groan, his hips still rutting into your warmth.
he pulled out slowly, watching his seed drip out as your pussy clenched around nothing. scaramouche's fingers slowly made their way back to your cunt, his digits scooping the cum and pushing it back in.
"... c'mon, sweet girl. you gotta hold onto my seed. look, it's all dripping out of your cunt." he murmured into your ear, bringing up a glob of his cum on his fingers for you to see.
"I'm gonna have to pump you full again... since the last load was wasted." scaramouche hummed, slipping his cock back in easily with how wet you were. His hips grinded against yours, letting you feel the evidence of his desire. It's obvious he's been thinking about this all day, seeing how hard he still was.
"w-wait- I just came though...?" you cried, trying your best to escape him through crawling away, despite your wobbly legs.
a yelp left your lips out of helplessness as he pulled you towards him by your ankles. scaramouche let out a chuckle as he heard a small whine from you, feeling his hot and throbbing cock slide up against your folds.
"already done? don't tell me you think I was joking."
he rolled his eyes, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your lips. his hand then positioned his dick along your entrance, gently teasing it as he smiled at the way you coated his tip so well.
"we have a long night ahead of us, hm? ...afterall, you told me you'd gladly carry my child earlier. and you would have to milk me dry for that to happen."
any protests from your end were quickly forgotten about as he pumped load after load into you.
Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~)🌈🌈
hi emi !!!! thanks for sending me this :) !!
1. I like the two moles under my right eye !
2. I think my laugh is so silly, my friends tell me they laugh not because it's funny, but because my laugh is contagious.
3. My collection of plushies ! They're all so dear to me.
4. The various hobbies I have. I can't get bored when I have every toe and finger dipped into various topics
5. although I don't play genshin anymore... I guess it's my understanding and love for xiao and scara. they're both such well written characters.
#emi!!!
Fuck it bae, I don't care anymore.
May I request a Navia & Furina x Fem!reader? Kk, thanks. Love yah 😘
-🍀🍄 anon
𐙚 caught in the princess’ bed
┊navia & furina x fem!reader
⋆ SYNOPSIS : how dare you… Furina leaves you alone for a second, just for you to try and fuck her friend? :0
⋆ WARNINGS : NSFW; not the original storyline?; Furina is a princess; unestablished relationship; cunnilingus; sex toy; threesome
⋆ A/N : I'm sorry for the delay, I deleted what I wrote and did it all over again a few times, but it's here! I also got horny asf writing this?💀 I’m ovulating, sry
“W-wait… mmfgh- ahh Navia- what if she comes back?” You ask, low moans escaping between each sentence.
She smiles and undoes the tie on your dress, pushing you lightly with one hand on your chest so that you fall back onto the bed and she can be on top.
Perhaps it was a bit too presumptuous of you to assume that just because lady Furina had left you alone with her visit and said that she might take longer than expected, she’d actually take a long time. I mean, she intended to fetch the leaves and brew the tea herself… so why was she standing now, in front of your her bed with her arms crossed and a raised eyebrow looking at you?
You and Navia quickly separate. You imagine that if it were up to her, you would just continue on with the indecency in front of the princess, as she pouts in irritation when you close your legs together.
Now your dress was on the floor, covered only by your panties, and bra tossed to the side of the bed. The long gone beautiful hairstyle stood messy on your head, as well as the visible mess inside your panties. Damn, how could you be so careless?!
Your heart was racing with fear of the punishment, you could barely look at lady Furina as you mumbled your apologies.
“Firstly…” she scoffs, raising her voice. “Look at me when you address me.” You hear footsteps as she gets closer. “And secondly… how dare you give your body just like that to someone other than me?” She lifts your chin up between two fingers. “If you were feeling so needy, you just had to ask.”
Your eyes close so tightly that you feel tears forming. What would become of you?…
“haa—?!!” You jolt in surprise and blink your eyes open when you feel one of the princess' fingers pressing down on your clothed clit. “Does the feeling of fucking someone else in my bed while I’m not here turns you on? Did you want me to see you like this?” She begins circling your sensitive bud under her touch, making your eyes melt with pleasure and your head tilt slightly in hesitation. You’re not sure what’s going on.
Without stopping the ministrations, she turns back. A blank stare at the girl behind her, who couldn't say anything of the situation. She was fully dressed, just without the big hat so as not to get in the way. “You are so greedy… you did this despite knowing you are my servant.” She teases, even though her eyes are no longer on you.
“Will it be enough if you have both of us?” One of her fingers signals for Navia to come closer, holding her by the shoulders and guiding her hand to take off your panties, which Navia did without hesitation, her mouth already salivating at the sight of your wet pussy.
“Can I?" She makes sure, her arms already hugging your hips possessively as she looked at the lady with her puppy dog eyes until she replied “you may.”
And then, you feel your pussy being completely engulfed by her mouth, sucking out the essence that escaped and dripped onto the bed. "You are so sweet! Mmmh~” she would comment, her nose pressing against your clit deliciously, making you moan in ecstasy.
Lady Furina on the other hand, sat back in her chair, trying to enjoy the tea she brought, but failing miserably. Her thighs crossed over each other, squeezing together in a failed attempt to contain the excitement that was growing in her core. She knew she could do whatever she wanted, but what if word got out? Wouldn't that cause her any harm?
Your eyes searched for hers as Navia reveled in the taste of you, chest heaving up and down waiting for her to get up from her post and join you two.
“H-how about you take your clothes off and let me take care of you?” You suggest shyly, voice a little cracked and reluctant.
“Hmm…” she pounders, biting her lower lip.
Navia takes the opportunity to encourage her, separating from your slit with a loud pop and throwing her own clothes to the floor, “my lady, don’t be shy. It'll be our little secret, just the three of us. We’re not gonna tell anyone, promise.”
Furina uncrosses her legs and gets up, going to the end of the bed, “well… I guess… if you insist. I am quite curious, you see.” She climbs onto the mattress and crawls towards you, climbing over your body.
Your arms wrap around her back, pulling her down and gluing your bodies and mouths together with a kiss. From time to time, you rubbed yourself against any part of her body (you couldn’t even see which part was) like a bitch in heat. When you can't take it anymore, your agile and trembling hands remove all the fabric that covered her parts, exposing her nakedness.
“C’mon, let me have some fun too~” Navia gently pushes Furina forward, giving her space to position herself between your legs.
Furina's pussy is right ahead of your face, and you’re so thirsty! :( your hands grab her ass, and you feel the shiver that runs through Furina's body, but she doesn't have time to complain before you swallow the meal in front of you.
“Hnnnngh…!” Her body tenses up as you begin to suck on her pussy, her face turning red with pleasure. The sensation is new and exciting, something she never thought she’d experience. A sensation that only gets better the moment you feel something being inserted into your tight hole, moaning into her cunt when the small device starts vibrating in your canal.
Navia holds your legs open, amazed at how swollen your clit is right now, and intertwines her legs with yours, rubbing her own pussy against yours back and forth, spreading the sticky fluid all over your skin. You felt stimulated both above and below.
Furina would move your hair out of your forehead and pull on it clumsily, pushing your face back so she could see it. The way your makeup was all smudged, your eyes watering… she couldn't deny that this sight turned her on as she used your tongue to satisfy herself.
“Ahhh… yes, right there…” the princess moaned, choking you with her juices as you pushed your tongue deeper into her cunny. And you loved it. You loved how you felt used and handled by them just for relief. If you stopped for a moment to breathe, Furina would let out a long whine in displeasure and Navia would harshly open your mouth back with her fingers while she lifted your head, mouth ready to receive a warm pussy again. “Keep going, sweetheart,” she’d whisper.
And even if you finally came, squirting all over Navia’s pussy, they’d still use you a little more. Because it's not fair that only you get to finish!
You feel so overstimulated, body completely spent and sweaty, sensitive to the touch. Your jaw hurt from licking Furina so much, but you didn't stop until you heard her whimper, bucking her hips into your mouth and finally staying still for a few seconds while pressing your face against her hips to cum down your throat (and of course you swallowed it all!).
You already felt the need to breathe when she held you by the cheeks and separated you, her breathing was heavy and a line of a sticky white fluid connected your mouth to her pussy, running down your chin to your breasts.
Navia on the other hand, lasted a while longer before reaching climax, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as orgasm washed over her. She moved her hand down to circle her clit with two fingers for a little, until she stopped moving on top of you. And in the end, she still sucked your mixed essences from your pussy with the premise that “she was cleaning you up”, making you cum one last time before you two snuggled up with Furina next to you, too tired to do anything now and think about any possible consequences in the future (including the tea that got cold).
I downloaded love & deepspace...
currently lv41 as I talk
XAVIER IS SO CUTE
I just wanna pinch his cheeks and bend him over !! he is so just so loveable !!
I think rafayel is definitely num 2, but he reminds me a lot of marius, they're both so sassy
CW: reader sucking nanamis dick lol, me playing up nanamis old manness bc i am picturing him as a middle aged man, no power dynamics, nanami cums on your face n realizes he may have a kink, reader is ":3" coded, unedited for now bc i need sleep
a/n: wrote this cause im down bad. not written well tho LOL
"Are you sure you like this? I dont want your jaw to hurt..." Nanami questions, furrowed browed as he gently traces the skin near your temple.
You were kneeling in front of him, hands placed on his thighs and grinning at him. "I want to. I really, really want to. Been thinking about it all day."
"You are quite eager."
"Arent you?" Your eyes trail to cock in your hand, completely hard and flushing a shade of red. His work attire was still on, and you just unbuttoned his pants enough so that only his dick was free. You had a thing for the work attire - you couldnt help it, he looked incredibly good in a suit.
In return, Nanami just rubs at his mouth, not denying it. Then he pets your hair, settling in his chair. "Okay, but I wont be mad if you grow uncomfortable."
You rolls your eyes at him, pressing your cheek against his cock. "You coddle me too much. I will not die from sucking dick, Kento."
He stays quiet at this, just silently brushing your hair back into his palms, holding it away from your face. It was polite, all things considering. You smile at him, while your tongue drags from the base of his cock to the tip.
You continue to prep yourself, licking and gently kissing the shaft, while Nanami watches in silence. Then, you put your mouth over him and begin to suckle the tip. A sigh is let out from the man, and he resists the urge to shut his eyes, wanting to watch the lewd sight.
Your head find a steady motion - bobbing up and down until you gag and pull off. He pretends that the sound doesnt turn him on, feeling bad that something uncomfortable for you sends blood rushing to his groin.
When you pull away, slightly panting, he rubs at your lips, now coated in saliva. "Are you okay?"
"You're doing it again, Kento. I am not a child - I've sucked other mens dick before."
He blinks at this, before frowning and forcing you back on his cock by your hair. But, when he heard your giggles from below, he realized quickly that you only said that to tease him. He sighs at that, shaking his head. "Do you like making me upset?"
You hum around his cock, letting drool purposefully fall from your mouth and down till it reached his balls - it was always bettter when it was sloppier, or so you have heard. But, you pull away quickly to answer him, tilting your head to the side so that you can continue to lick his shaft.
"Kinda fun to - you get this look in your eyes. Its weirdly sexy seeing you mad."
His non dominant hand goes back to caressing the skin on your face and his eyes soften. "I would never actually be mad at you."
You make eyecontact with him as you stick your tongue out and swirl it around the redden tip, ignoring the salty taste of pre. Then you give the head another kiss, pressing your nose against it. "I know. You're too soft around me. Its cute, I dont mind it."
"I'm glad," he breathes, and then he pauses, gulping, and looking away, "Then if you dont mind, can you go a little farther down? If its not too uncomfortable, of course."
You obey with little hesistation, mouth coming closer to the dark patch of hair on his lower abdomen. This time he groans out, and cant help but shut his eyes at the warm feeling of your throat. You try your best to focus, but seeing your lovers face contort with pleasure was too pretty to not watch.
His hips move from his chair, slightly bucking into your mouth like he couldnt control them. It makes a lewd noise in the back of your throat, and he groans hearing it. You continue your movements, and with each moment, his cock gets wetter from the amount of saliva coated on it.
Large, callused finger tips run over your neck, feeling the way his dick creates a small bulge, and he lets out a shaky breathe. "Fuck. Wow, you are something. Doing so well, thank you, thank you, fuck."
Tears are beggining to prick at your eyes from the lack of air, but still you try your best to nod at him, even if the action sends him groaning out again.
He was growing overheated from the whole thing, and you watch as he removes his tie and unbuttons the top part of his shirt. The sight makes you slightly moan, and it sends a vibration up Nanami's spine.
When you pull away for another breathe, he lets out a noise close to a whine, and you hold back a chuckle. "Looks whose the one eager now." You tease, and his cheeks pinken slightly as he looks away.
"You really treat me so well."
"You think I am good at sucking dick?"
A lewd way to put it, and Nanami wouldnt phrase it like that, but alas, he nods his head, before guiding you back onto his cock. You in return laugh, and immediately go back to work.
With each bob of your head, he gets more into it, now slightly pushing you down farther by your hair. You don't mind it, and Nanami begins to pant from the pleasure, deep and breathlessly. The sound only spurs you on.
It doesnt take much longer for his abdomen to tighten up, and the feeling of his orgasm to approach. You could tell he was close to coming, even without a warning from the way his grunts seem to grow louder. So you continue your pace, trying your best to hold out without a breathe until he cums down your throat.
But, to much of your suprise, he pulls you off from him by your hair. You try to protest, wanting him to cum in your mouth, but he simply grabs at his cock with his other hand and pumps it a couple of times before aiming it at your face.
Cum shoots out of the wet head, and you are forced to shut one of your eyes as the white liquid lands on your upper cheek and eyelid. The rest lands on a multitude of places on your face, causing you to squint your one opened eye. He groans the entirity of it, and so you let him cum all over your face, finding the noise cute.
But when he is done, you simply wipe off your eyes, leaving the rest for now, and blink up at him with a small frown. "You know it would be alot cleaner if you would have came down my throat."
Nanami just stares at you, eyes scanning your face. Then, you notice the tint of red that danced on his cheeks and ears. Your face lights up at the realization. "I knew you had some sort of kink. You're not as vanilla as I thought, Kento! Who would have thought cumming on my face would do it for you."
"You just look...so pretty like this." A laugh falls from your lips, as your eyes travel back to his cock that was beginning to harden again. Now, it was time for the real deal - you almost squeal in excitement as you drag him to the bedroom.
hi!!
I have some drafts, I'm not sure which to work on
I'll maybe finish all of them at some point 😞 but I would like to know what the people want ‼️all of them are scaramouche bc I have chronic brainrot about him, but I am open to req or any rambles and discussions, sfw or nsfw 🫶🏼
ENTANGLEMENTS — ALHAITHAM
alhaitham hates working more than he has to but atleast he's got you to help him in a special way. wc. 600
・✶ ｡ warnings — cockwarming, office sex, petnames: princess, slightly dom alhaitham ??, fem! reader
"ugh, what a mess, this will take me hours to finish," alhaitham hisses lowly, gritting his teeth as his hands grab your hips to keep you in place— most importantly so you won't suddenly lose balance and fall off his lap as his cock throbs and twists in you, "—cannot wait to finish this and go home, princess,"
in natural response to his sugarlike spelling, your lips move close to his ear as you pant out a breathy moan of his name— crowded by his erection when his cock pushes against one particular searing spot, grazing against your sensitivity as his dick molds along your walls and stretches your hole good enough that you were hardly capable to think straight.
"now, what's that?" alhaitham chuckles— well, it sounded more like a strained snicker. although his eyes were sharp, nothing special, calculative and the scribe didn't miss your eyes rolling back into your skull now that your pussy grew accustomed to such fullness, your body eager awaiting to have him move himself in and out.
he averts his eyes from the piece of paper on his desk before roughly squeezing the flesh of your ass, making it jiggle under his large palms and adding in a subtle smack.
"keep quiet, remember there's people outside." you can only nod at him, both hands squeezing his strong shoulders before you force yourself to focus on the inviting sight of your boyfriend— his tight shirt lazily draped up, resting right under his chest and exposing his defined abs glistening with sweat, or his large hands pushing your hips down while not daring to drag himself out even once.
"you can take it, no?" he hums, "would be quite the shame if you didn't, don't you think? considering everything, in this moment you couldn't choose between what you found worse— the aching stretch of his thick shaft splitting you in half, although not moving, or the way how alhaitham was seemingly so unfazed by all of it, nonchalant as he rotates between toying with the plump flesh of your ass and focusing back on the important document resting on the table.
it was infuriating— but that's how the scribe was, and he always counted on your sweet pussy to wrap around him like second skin whenever he found himself borderline bored by his work.
your forehead falls flat to dig into his shoulder as you flutter awfully hard around his shaft, suddenly catching him inattentive as you triumph over your boyfriend just this once— his cheeks now flushing in the prettiest shade of pink when he notices the clench of your sore cunt, his eyes snapping shut and his lips parting flawlessly, his throat exposing an unplanned moan.
a blissed-out countenance accentuates his handsome face, tears stinging the corners of his soft lashes before he leans his head back.
"hah—," you chuckle breathlessly, your mind entirely clouded by just how amazing his cock felt in you, "you can take it, no?" you mimic his previous taunting, adding a slightly higher pitch as to get your point across, "would be quite— ah, fuck, fuck!" your jaw drops in awe as he snaps his hips upwards to fuck into you, chuckling as he gave your ass a light slap.
your toes curl when he pushes at a deep spot, satisfying stuns of lust surging throughout your abdomen and straight to your quivering pussy as alhaitham brings one hand to your chin, forcing your gaze to focus on his own famished glare.
"—easy now, what have i always told you about acting out like that? or disturbing my work, hm?"
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I HATE EVERYONE BUT YOU
— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — scaramouche has always been yours, yet he needs you to know that you'll always be his no matter what— even when you get all flustered while he shows you.
— ꒰ a/n ꒱ — in scaramouche we what?
— ꒰ wordcount ꒱ — 1.7k
— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ns]fw, fem! reader, jealous! reader, dom scara, rough sex but very passionate, scara hates everyone but you, slightly possessive scara, spitting, cumming inside of you
"you have nothing to worry about,"
"stop thinking about it and look at me," fingers gracefully trace on your bare skin, "because i need you to realize," drawing all sorts of shapes into your searing flesh, like subtle curves into your ribs, "that you'll never get rid of me," and lines dragging across your stomach when scaramouche's hand ultimately settles on your hips.
your stomach does flips at his words, and a fresh tide of relief cuts through your initial doubts. he grins and clicks his tongue, eyes dancing with amusement when he catches your shyness, "hm? what's up with you? where's this pretty voice of yours now?" and that smile, ugh, he cannot help himself but irritate you abundantly, especially when he knows how you'd react to his words.
"shut up," you hiss, "don't do that,"
"do what?" he cocks a brow, "—that?" he breathes, boldly as his thumb rolls over your clit in slow circles. the fire in his eyes was hard to miss and when he feels your body react to his loving trace, he's more than happy to indulge in those waves of lust— most notably show you that he'll never go away.
"fuck—" you whine, "you're mean," and you find out that his thoroughly chosen words would end up adding fuel to the looming wildfire burning between you both, the two of you high on the tension and rush smoldering the air.
and scaramouche's confessions were driving you into a spiral.
"careful there," he coos, "take it slow," for him, there was no competition, and even if there was a competition, you're not in it. you're above everything. you're perfect, no one could ever set his heart ablaze like you did.
scaramouche hums, "you're stuck with me." he candidly bites down on your bottom lip, "okay?" when you nod vigorously at him, your hips leaving the bed as your back arches into his digits, your hands finding immediate comfort in his hair as you tug softly at his roots to press his lips on yours.
scaramouche was pretty when he looked at you like that, kissed you like he needed you to survive— dreamily while flushed, his cheeks seething with scarlet redness when he inhales deeply for a moment.
but he's not used to all of this, and he didn't like the fact that you could become jealous sometimes— after all, humans suffer more in imagination rather than in reality, and you have nothing to worry about, scaramouche certainly thought he made that very much clear.
but he's embarrassed, although not because of the fact that he might've gotten too close to someone who wasn't you and experienced regret, which, in fact, wasn't possible.
he simply cannot stand anybody besides you.
truth be told, he's a little annoyed that you forgot about the fact that he wasn't a big talker per se, he even actively chose his schedule so he wouldn't see a lot of people, or anyone for that matter. scaramouche never sought out to make any meaningful friendships with the people of the akademiya as well— despite the god of wisdom helplessly attempting to push him out of his comfort zone.
with that out of the way, the real reason as to why scaramouche was embarrassed was quite silly, because it's due to what your jealousy did to him— fuck, he finds it beyond attractive, yet he refuses to acknowledge that a special heat conquered his chest like that, reaching his groin until he couldn't think straight.
there's a delicate challenge in your ways of reacting when he tells you that you mustn't be jealous, and scaramouche drinks it like water— he knows you're everything he's ever wished for, like ice cream on a hot summer day, you're melting his heart.
he nuzzles into your skin to inhale your scent, leaves soft kisses on your cheekbones while holding your jaw, making you look directly at him.
does he need to show you that he's utterly addicted to you? so, do you require it like a challenge of sorts? because archons, he'll do it, easy work easy done.
to note, it's not scaramouche's fault that people want to talk to him and are curious about the new addition to the akademiya— yet he doesn't like them, it's pestering when they get too close to him as well, ask if he could talk a little more about where he was coming from because they wanted to be nice, civil but end up making him scoff with a roll of his eyes.
enjoying his own company was fine to scaramouche— and he always found himself fantasizing about you all the time, particularly about your soft laughs and candid smiles, your voice, your stories and your understanding was like a sweet melody to the wanderer, and he could indulge in it during his breaks, before he needed to finish a mission, or he could imagine it every single night before he'd fall asleep to the thought of you.
your body was rubbing against his now, sweat colliding as he removes his fingers from your cunt and wraps them around his erection, pretty dark lashes accentuating his flaring cheekbones while you loop your arms around him— parting your legs a little so he could easily slide himself in.
scaramouche gently adds pressure on your tight hole before moving his hips, but it's slow— gentle and delicate that you can feel every crevice of his length in you.
a soft moan rips from his throat as you mold around him easily, feeling him attentively as he traces the thick vein along the side of your walls as your hips twitch at the slight sting deep in your abdomen.
scaramouche was as desperate as ever to show you his love through physical attention— and the word shame didn't seem to find a place in his phraseology when he forces your gaze back under his. "open and stick your tongue out," he taps, once twice, against your lips with his thumb, "wanna taste me, right? so do it now," while keeping his throbbing dick buried inside as he purposefully moves his hips a little to make you squeal.
you cannot help the way your lips curve into a smile before you're parting your lips, applauding his efforts to claim you. it's merciless when he bundles the saliva budding in his mouth before spitting on your tongue, his crystalline eyes open to catch your tremble— how can he not indulge in this? you're nothing short of perfect, pleading for him to give you more.
"show me," he commands further, groaning deep into his chest when he looks at his saliva melting with your own and how it's dribbling from your chin, his length twitching rapidly as you try to steady your breathing at the sinful scenario you're living through.
scaramouche's hands clench at your waist as he fucks you as passionate as he can, his cock pressing against the overstimulated bud in your pussy before starting slow circles with his hips, your mouth huffing out candid i love you's amidst your moans.
inch by inch he slides into you, in and out in rapid movements, the more you take the better it felt having him rub your pleasure spots he so desperately desired to feel suck on his shaft and milk the cum out of his cock. he finds it cute when your face suddenly scrunches up if he moves faster than previous, your jaw parting in awe at how much better it felt the more he upped his tempo to batter your sore pussy.
it feels good— it always does, and if being a little jealous here and there would always result in this, than you'd gladly play your part as much as he needed it. it's almost like you don't hear yourself moaning and spell out honeyed praises, too occupied to indulge on the way scaramouche rolled along your walls and the noises of his balls colliding on your skin over and over.
"fuck— you're gonna make me cum fast," scaramouche gasps, dragging his sensitive cock through you like you're made for him, as if it just fits and he doesn't need to prep you, which he in fact, really enjoyed doing as well.
frankly, nothing tasted as good as your pussy rubbing across his mouth.
one hand leaves your hips before he gives your clit a little attention, pressing through the curtains that protected your sensitive pearl as he rubs your slick over the sensitivity, smirking devilishly when you arch your back off the mattress and begin to shake, your walls spasming while being so perfect when milking his cock, your pussy dripping with slick as he toys with your clit.
you cry out a sound between a broken sob and sharp moan of his name and that's when scaramouche knows you're close too— swift when he drags his hand from your clit to intertwine his digits with your own as he fucked you into the bed, your pussy pulsing around him as your eyes scrunch shut when you reach your high, falling slack against the bed and whining out shortly when he warms you with the weight of his body.
"fuck— shit!," his hips faster, his breath quicker, "you're fuckin mine, mine, mine," scaramouche falls apart, panting against your ear and groaning lowly, his erection pulsing while constricted by your walls as he holds his cock deeply buried in you before thrusting back and forth once, twice, three more times as he spills his load into your pussy— his warm seed setting your belly on fire by how perfect it felt to be claimed in such lewd, passionate way.
"fuck," he breathes, "gonna stay like that for a bit,"
archons, it's so sticky— borderline filthy and shameless with every intention of it being like that. your tits were still bouncing up and down from the following, last thrusts of him pumping his precious cum into your hole and making sure not a single drop gets lost midway.
after a while of collecting your breathing and turning it evenly again, you giggle out, finding his darkened hair strands as you greet him with a wet, sloppy kiss, "wanna join me for a shower later?" you mumble, eyes half-lidded as he hums softly into your lips, "mhm, or i'll decline so you'll get mad at me, right?"
"i will bite you," you threaten, shaking slightly as he pulls himself out without warning to expose his drenched cock being weaved with your slick, the filthy mixture dripping along your inner thighs,
"please do, "i'm counting on it," scaramouche ends with a wink.
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yuta. one of the biggest green flags in jjk 😞 he was so gentle with that little girl in that one scene 😭
the way he told rika to handle maki like a flower, jesus christ.
yuta !!! yuta my man !!!
yuta okkotsu save me...
yuta okkotsu
save me yuta okkotsu
sucking diluc off in public is my dream
cw. oral (male! receiving), throatfucking, public syx, fem! reader
the way diluc was whenever you two were intimate with each other was exactly how he was in real life, entirely merciless when he craved to pleasure you, but reserved when it's you doing it to him— when you suddenly realize he's been rubbing against his clothed bulge ever so often with a dizzy haze in his eyes as he yearns for some relief.
"we— ugh, shouldn't," he panics at first when you guide him towards the safe area of the angels share, "if someone sees us—" and despite his previous fear of being caught with his dick literally down your throat and his pants down, there's a pleasurable burn crawling over his groin when your mouth presses into him until your nose tickles his base, and the way he looks at you was needy, and a little wild and exciting.
diluc watches with both attention and interest as you leisurely pull back to suckle on his tip, your tongue continuously kitty licking at the underside of his cock, both your frames veiled away in the sheltered upstairs area of his tavern where customers couldn't spot you.
his eyes were fully focused on you, but mostly they caught on to the borderline painful looking stretch of your lips wrapping around his thick shaft, his large hand caressing the back of your head as you guide your mouth lower.
"angel, fuck— you feel so so good," his voice was continuously breaking under the weight of your plump lips wrapping and molding into his shape and shit— he loves seeing you like this, eager to tease him and the fact that he was the only person you'd do this to sent his body in a frenzy.
you're both so filthy— adventurous for doing this right now, and every time he hears the pesky noises from downstairs, be it the clashing of cups or the loud yells of drunk customers, his thighs violently shake under your touch when you bring his attention back with a harsh stroke of your head bobbing down.
you look up at him, hollowing out your cheeks and swirling your tongue over the tip as you pull back, making his muscles scream for more of this, more relief as you manage to give him more.
diluc wasn't necessarily the loudest whenever you were intimate with each other, while now for the first time, he has to be quiet in order to keep your bodies sheltered from someone catching up on the two of you. despite the soft grunts that will sometimes rumble in his chest, he keeps himself silent, but finds himself in trouble when you're trying harder and harder to take inch after inch, his body reacting when your throat flexes whenever you attempt to taste more of him.
he is just so warm and big in your mouth it fizzles your eyes with tears— and your throat just loved the stretch of his member, or his musky scent invading your nostrils and taking claim of your delirious mind.
you love every bit of what was going on and so did he— from the calloused hand on the back of your head holding you against his dripping cock, to his tip hitting the back of your throat over and over whenever you let him fuck your mouth like he wanted to, and not to forget the friction from your digits suddenly sliding down south to push between your thighs rubbing together, relieving yourself off any bit of the tension going on within your wet sex aching for him.
"jus... like that doll," he hisses at you, "so good, fuck—,"
he's digging his fingers into your head and holds you down on his erection as you gulp filthily around him, your messy spit oozing from the sides of your mouth and dribbling down from your chin to the wooden floor, smearing across not only yourself but his pants as well.
his cock twitches when you squeeze his balls and massage them in your palm, his shaft thickening in a way that you can evidently taste it on your tongue as he cums with a silent cry of your name, his greedy seed spilling hot inside of you as he continues to throatfuck you.
you press your fingernails into the flesh of his muscular thighs as you swallow his gift, and diluc groans at the sight, his eyes open wide after having himself lost in the hot tightness of your mouth.
you whimper around his shaft, barely— a vibration so pathetic that he glances down at you sheepishly, his cock still crowded into your wet mouth as you meet his gaze through doused lashes.
"you did so well, love .."
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꒰ 01﹒03 BIRTHDAY SPECIAL ! ꒱
‹𝟹﹒scaramouche/wanderer x fem!reader
꒰ঌ ໒꒱﹒nsfw themes + no actual sex here ✰ gentle scara with light degradation! ✰ neck 'n' nipple sucking ✰ fingering ✰ he unwraps his bday present! >< ✰ basically just teasing
꣑୧﹒HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR DEAREST DARLING SCARA !! <3
♡﹒ i wrote this for wanderer but he's referred to as scaramouche :3 i hope you enjoy it, not proofread (yes i don't really let people betaread anymore) i'm so sorry that it's really short, i have my exams tomorrow so i've been studying the whole day and wrote this while resting <3
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"so..." the tip of his finger glides along your skin delicately, "this is your idea of a 'surprise'?" your arousal and anticipation only grows further as he slowly tugs at the edge of the ribbon that was tied around your body as if teasing you first. he takes every inch of your figure into sight: your naked body which was barely covered by the silk purple ribbon that was wrapped around your torso and lower regions. scaramouche gives you gentle kisses up from your collarbone to your shoulder. he leans in to whisper something lowly in your ear, "this shouldn't even be considered a surprise since i already see your perfect body each passing day."
he sighs, pulling the ribbon and letting it loosely fall down before fully pulling it off your body. without a second thought, his hand makes contact with your chest to grope at your breasts. in an attempt to draw out a moan from your lips, he brings his lips down to wrap around your sensitive nipples, suckling on it slowly as he continues to feel up different parts of your body.
you squirm under his touch upon feeling his lips latch onto your neck, quick to find the place in which your sweet spot was located at—well, he does know your body inside out, probably even more than you do.
his arm snakes around your waist to pull you close and to keep you in place as his other hand trails down to your soaking pussy. testing the waters by inserting two fingers inside, you gasp as he smirks against your neck, feeling your walls instantly suck him in. "what a slut..." he whispers as he continues to fuck you with his perfect fingers, making sure to curl them up at the right place which makes your heart skip a few beats from the sensation. "but you're my slut, aren't you?"
the same knowing smirk tugs the corner of his lips as he pulled his fingers out before he pushed your legs apart, leaning down to be at level with your wet hole. "i think i'll have you before having the real cake."
𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | scaramouche
synopsis : new years with scaramouche, who only enjoys it because he's spending it with you.
cw(s) : smut below cut! scaramouche x fem! reader, cumming inside, kinda fluffy, not super smutty
SCARAMOUCHE silently checked you out from behind as you were focused on doing some final touches on your makeup.
a small smile made its way up his lips as you stood and did a little twirl. SCARAMOUCHE caught you as you stumbled a bit, pulling you into his hold by the waist.
"how do I look?" you giggled, pushing yourself away a bit to allow him to see you whole. "...you look good." he murmured, but you could tell from his eyes that you he thought more highly of the way you dolled up.
"do you have to look that good though?" SCARAMOUCHE huffed, already feeling a bit jealous at the thought of other guys ogling at you.
"—not that I mind, of course... I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable." understanding his worry, you turned around and cupped his cheeks, sending him a big reassuring grin.
"I'll be alright. afterall, I have the scary dog privilege." you winked at SCARAMOUCHE before leaning to press a chaste kiss to his cheek.
"...c'mon, loverboy. you wouldn't want to be late to the new years party, hm?"
SCARAMOUCHE grumbled something under his breath, rolling his eyes a bit, but he obediently followed.
the party was alright, but SCARAMOUCHE refrained from expressing his thoughts, as he sported a polite smile. soon, your need to catch up with friends was far greater than your need to stay near him, and his eyes followed your figure attentively through the party.
any individual who would get too close to you would cower away at the intensity at which SCARAMOUCHE glared at them. unaware of what was causing your companions to cut the conversation short, you realized once you felt a pair of arms wrap around your figure protectively.
"...how about we leave after countdown?" SCARAMOUCHE sighed, his grip tightening slightly as he rested his head on your shoulder, his lips slightly pouty.
"what was the point of dressing up then, scara??"
"it's okay. I'll make sure to appreciate the effort you put into making yourself all pretty, once we get home." SCARAMOUCHE's thumb swiped at your lips, catching a bit of color from the product.
his own lips quirked into a small smile as he kissed his thumb gently. a loud announcement made its way to capturing the attention of the crowd, interrupting the small moment between the two of you.
before you knew it, the countdown started.
...3,
...2,
...1,
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
SCARAMOUCHE lifted you up, capturing your lips with his once the fireworks started, not giving you a chance to register what was happening.
dumbfounded, you pulled away breathless, looking at the sight before you. his lips were tintedly lightly red, and his expression had an air of playfulness to it.
cheeky bastard.
"w-wait, wait, waait...!" you cried out, feeling him slip inside from behind you. your eyes rolled back as you clenched around his cock. "...s' too d-deeep...~!" you whimpered, feeling his tip hit your womb.
SCARAMOUCHE carefully took a fistful of your hair, pulling you towards him, causing an arch in your back. he found it hot how pretty you still looked despite the smear of your lipstick and running of mascara. your dress pulled down to where your tits were exposed and bouncing with every thrust.
even though you insisted you couldn't take more, you kept clinging so tightly onto him, and crying every time his dick slipped out of your hole.
it was cute, really.
"should've seen the way those guys were eyeing you up like a pack of wolves... it's too bad they don't know who you belong to."
"isn't that right, pretty girl?"
"mhmmm... jus' yours, all yoursss..." you nodded and babbled mindlessly, too drunk on the way it hit and kissed your cervix, to care. SCARAMOUCHE hummed, feeling pleased as he gave you a kiss, nipping your lips gently near the end of it.
"I'm so glad to have you...and I can tell that you are too, from the way your pussy's squeezing me..." he let out a small chuckle, flipping you over. SCARAMOUCHE's gaze softened as he saw your teary eyes, brushing his hand gently up to wipe them away.
his pace certainly slowed down, but SCARAMOUCHE made sure that you still felt good as he languidly pumped his cock in and out of your cunt. your release came quickly due to the overstimulation from previous rounds as you came for the nth time, blanking out and seeing stars as you twitched and let out a loud moan. SCARAMOUCHE came soon after, with one last thrust, burying his face into your neck.
"y-you're here with me, and I'm here with you..." he murmured, grasping your hand. "it doesn't matter if you dress up or not, you'll always look pretty..."
"...we don't need to go to a party. if you want, we can just have a count down and kiss once it hits 12 o'clock..."
"so, i-i'm saying... let's just spend every year together." SCARAMOUCHE huffed, turning his face away from yours, bashfully.
you gave him a look of disbelief. not believing that he could still act bashful after saying the stating the simplest thing after SCARAMOUCHE spent hours bullying you with his cock.
"whatever, I love you too, scara... happy new year."
you rolled your eyes, pulling him in for a kiss with a big smile on your lips.
"w-what? sorry... are you upset I ruined your makeup??"
𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | scaramouche
synopsis : new years with scaramouche, who only enjoys it because he's spending it with you.
cw(s) : smut below cut! scaramouche x fem! reader, cumming inside, kinda fluffy, not super smutty
SCARAMOUCHE silently checked you out from behind as you were focused on doing some final touches on your makeup.
a small smile made its way up his lips as you stood and did a little twirl. SCARAMOUCHE caught you as you stumbled a bit, pulling you into his hold by the waist.
"how do I look?" you giggled, pushing yourself away a bit to allow him to see you whole. "...you look good." he murmured, but you could tell from his eyes that you he thought more highly of the way you dolled up.
"do you have to look that good though?" SCARAMOUCHE huffed, already feeling a bit jealous at the thought of other guys ogling at you.
"—not that I mind, of course... I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable." understanding his worry, you turned around and cupped his cheeks, sending him a big reassuring grin.
"I'll be alright. afterall, I have the scary dog privilege." you winked at SCARAMOUCHE before leaning to press a chaste kiss to his cheek.
"...c'mon, loverboy. you wouldn't want to be late to the new years party, hm?"
SCARAMOUCHE grumbled something under his breath, rolling his eyes a bit, but he obediently followed.
the party was alright, but SCARAMOUCHE refrained from expressing his thoughts, as he sported a polite smile. soon, your need to catch up with friends was far greater than your need to stay near him, and his eyes followed your figure attentively through the party.
any individual who would get too close to you would cower away at the intensity at which SCARAMOUCHE glared at them. unaware of what was causing your companions to cut the conversation short, you realized once you felt a pair of arms wrap around your figure protectively.
"...how about we leave after countdown?" SCARAMOUCHE sighed, his grip tightening slightly as he rested his head on your shoulder, his lips slightly pouty.
"what was the point of dressing up then, scara??"
"it's okay. I'll make sure to appreciate the effort you put into making yourself all pretty, once we get home." SCARAMOUCHE's thumb swiped at your lips, catching a bit of color from the product.
his own lips quirked into a small smile as he kissed his thumb gently. a loud announcement made its way to capturing the attention of the crowd, interrupting the small moment between the two of you.
before you knew it, the countdown started.
...3,
...2,
...1,
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
SCARAMOUCHE lifted you up, capturing your lips with his once the fireworks started, not giving you a chance to register what was happening.
dumbfounded, you pulled away breathless, looking at the sight before you. his lips were tintedly lightly red, and his expression had an air of playfulness to it.
cheeky bastard.
"w-wait, wait, waait...!" you cried out, feeling him slip inside from behind you. your eyes rolled back as you clenched around his cock. "...s' too d-deeep...~!" you whimpered, feeling his tip hit your womb.
SCARAMOUCHE carefully took a fistful of your hair, pulling you towards him, causing an arch in your back. he found it hot how pretty you still looked despite the smear of your lipstick and running of mascara. your dress pulled down to where your tits were exposed and bouncing with every thrust.
even though you insisted you couldn't take more, you kept clinging so tightly onto him, and crying every time his dick slipped out of your hole.
it was cute, really.
"should've seen the way those guys were eyeing you up like a pack of wolves... it's too bad they don't know who you belong to."
"isn't that right, pretty girl?"
"mhmmm... jus' yours, all yoursss..." you nodded and babbled mindlessly, too drunk on the way it hit and kissed your cervix, to care. SCARAMOUCHE hummed, feeling pleased as he gave you a kiss, nipping your lips gently near the end of it.
"I'm so glad to have you...and I can tell that you are too, from the way your pussy's squeezing me..." he let out a small chuckle, flipping you over. SCARAMOUCHE's gaze softened as he saw your teary eyes, brushing his hand gently up to wipe them away.
his pace certainly slowed down, but SCARAMOUCHE made sure that you still felt good as he languidly pumped his cock in and out of your cunt. your release came quickly due to the overstimulation from previous rounds as you came for the nth time, blanking out and seeing stars as you twitched and let out a loud moan. SCARAMOUCHE came soon after, with one last thrust, burying his face into your neck.
"y-you're here with me, and I'm here with you..." he murmured, grasping your hand. "it doesn't matter if you dress up or not, you'll always look pretty..."
"...we don't need to go to a party. if you want, we can just have a count down and kiss once it hits 12 o'clock..."
"so, i-i'm saying... let's just spend every year together." SCARAMOUCHE huffed, turning his face away from yours, bashfully.
you gave him a look of disbelief. not believing that he could still act bashful after saying the stating the simplest thing after SCARAMOUCHE spent hours bullying you with his cock.
"whatever, I love you too, scara... happy new year."
you rolled your eyes, pulling him in for a kiss with a big smile on your lips.
"w-what? sorry... are you upset I ruined your makeup??"
𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 | scaramouche
synopsis : the loud explosions of the fireworks certainly are a nightmare when you're trying to get a goodnight's rest. scaramouche helps you tire out and sleep good. new years special !!
cw(s) : smut ! fingering, scaramouche laps up your juices, fem! reader
"ugh, I'm so not excited for the barrage of fireworks tonight." you groaned, hearing a distant one go off.
SCARAMOUCHE hummed in agreement as he sat behind you, idly scrolling on his phone.
"... not like it matters to you anyways, since you sleep like a log." you said it in a jealous tone, feeling a bit annoyed at the fact that your lover wouldn't lose any sleep tonight with you. he rolled his eyes, putting his phone down to gently lift your head up to look at him.
"does the noise bother you?"
"it'ssss... it's just too loud."
"wanna try ear plugs?" his suggestion made you shake your head, as you hated the way they fit in your ears. "I'm out of options, then." to which you huffed in dismay at his quick defeat.
"how about I distract you?"
"you ought to fall asleep once you're tired, right?"
SCARAMOUCHE's goal to get you exhausted and distracted worked, as his fingers plugged up your cunt with ease. moaning and squirming led to you tiring out quickly. the overstimulation drove you further into a mess as you wordlessly and unconsciously bucked your pelvis into his hand.
his voice was soft as he cooed in a calming tone, encouraging you orgasm after orgasm. SCARAMOUCHE promised to get you a good night of sleep, after all.
"easy now, sweet girl." he murmured quietly, watching as you cried out his name particularly loud when the pad of his fingers prodded at your sensitive spot.
SCARAMOUCHE's thumb rubbed small circles around your clit, whilst his other hand gently fondled with your boob. it was about your pleasure and comfort tonight. SCARAMOUCHE praised you as you shook and came again, your hands tightly gripping onto his wrist as your walls spazzed and fluttered. it was uncharacteristic for him to be so soft, but you didn't mind it.
"you're moaning so loud, it's as if you're trying to beat the fireworks in volume." he teased lightly, bringing his fingers from out of your sweet cunt. SCARAMOUCHE smiled as he admired the sheen of which your arousal covered his fingers in, before he brought it up to his mouth.
too tired to feel embarrassed, you breathlessly watched as he licked and popped his digits into his mouth (quite lewdly, without meaning to) to lap up your juices.
your eyes met, and he leaned down slightly to give you a loving kiss. the sounds of the fireworks at this point sounded like a blur to your ears as you focused on the sound of his breathing instead.
"thank you scara..." you mumbled tiredly, trying to keep your eyes open.
"mhm. just sleep. I'll clean you up, and then I'll join you back in bed."
"...happy new year, love."
SCARAMOUCHE lightly pinched your cheek, his signature smug smile and adoring gaze was the last thing you saw before you knocked out cold from exhaustion.
you slept well that night, waking up almost glowing the next morning.
last minute new year scaramouche fic !!
HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone !! 🫶🏼🫶🏼
𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | scaramouche
synopsis : new years with scaramouche, who only enjoys it because he's spending it with you.
cw(s) : smut below cut! scaramouche x fem! reader, cumming inside, kinda fluffy, not super smutty
SCARAMOUCHE silently checked you out from behind as you were focused on doing some final touches on your makeup.
a small smile made its way up his lips as you stood and did a little twirl. SCARAMOUCHE caught you as you stumbled a bit, pulling you into his hold by the waist.
"how do I look?" you giggled, pushing yourself away a bit to allow him to see you whole. "...you look good." he murmured, but you could tell from his eyes that you he thought more highly of the way you dolled up.
"do you have to look that good though?" SCARAMOUCHE huffed, already feeling a bit jealous at the thought of other guys ogling at you.
"—not that I mind, of course... I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable." understanding his worry, you turned around and cupped his cheeks, sending him a big reassuring grin.
"I'll be alright. afterall, I have the scary dog privilege." you winked at SCARAMOUCHE before leaning to press a chaste kiss to his cheek.
"...c'mon, loverboy. you wouldn't want to be late to the new years party, hm?"
SCARAMOUCHE grumbled something under his breath, rolling his eyes a bit, but he obediently followed.
the party was alright, but SCARAMOUCHE refrained from expressing his thoughts, as he sported a polite smile. soon, your need to catch up with friends was far greater than your need to stay near him, and his eyes followed your figure attentively through the party.
any individual who would get too close to you would cower away at the intensity at which SCARAMOUCHE glared at them. unaware of what was causing your companions to cut the conversation short, you realized once you felt a pair of arms wrap around your figure protectively.
"...how about we leave after countdown?" SCARAMOUCHE sighed, his grip tightening slightly as he rested his head on your shoulder, his lips slightly pouty.
"what was the point of dressing up then, scara??"
"it's okay. I'll make sure to appreciate the effort you put into making yourself all pretty, once we get home." SCARAMOUCHE's thumb swiped at your lips, catching a bit of color from the product.
his own lips quirked into a small smile as he kissed his thumb gently. a loud announcement made its way to capturing the attention of the crowd, interrupting the small moment between the two of you.
before you knew it, the countdown started.
...3,
...2,
...1,
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
SCARAMOUCHE lifted you up, capturing your lips with his once the fireworks started, not giving you a chance to register what was happening.
dumbfounded, you pulled away breathless, looking at the sight before you. his lips were tintedly lightly red, and his expression had an air of playfulness to it.
cheeky bastard.
"w-wait, wait, waait...!" you cried out, feeling him slip inside from behind you. your eyes rolled back as you clenched around his cock. "...s' too d-deeep...~!" you whimpered, feeling his tip hit your womb.
SCARAMOUCHE carefully took a fistful of your hair, pulling you towards him, causing an arch in your back. he found it hot how pretty you still looked despite the smear of your lipstick and running of mascara. your dress pulled down to where your tits were exposed and bouncing with every thrust.
even though you insisted you couldn't take more, you kept clinging so tightly onto him, and crying every time his dick slipped out of your hole.
it was cute, really.
"should've seen the way those guys were eyeing you up like a pack of wolves... it's too bad they don't know who you belong to."
"isn't that right, pretty girl?"
"mhmmm... jus' yours, all yoursss..." you nodded and babbled mindlessly, too drunk on the way it hit and kissed your cervix, to care. SCARAMOUCHE hummed, feeling pleased as he gave you a kiss, nipping your lips gently near the end of it.
"I'm so glad to have you...and I can tell that you are too, from the way your pussy's squeezing me..." he let out a small chuckle, flipping you over. SCARAMOUCHE's gaze softened as he saw your teary eyes, brushing his hand gently up to wipe them away.
his pace certainly slowed down, but SCARAMOUCHE made sure that you still felt good as he languidly pumped his cock in and out of your cunt. your release came quickly due to the overstimulation from previous rounds as you came for the nth time, blanking out and seeing stars as you twitched and let out a loud moan. SCARAMOUCHE came soon after, with one last thrust, burying his face into your neck.
"y-you're here with me, and I'm here with you..." he murmured, grasping your hand. "it doesn't matter if you dress up or not, you'll always look pretty..."
"...we don't need to go to a party. if you want, we can just have a count down and kiss once it hits 12 o'clock..."
"so, i-i'm saying... let's just spend every year together." SCARAMOUCHE huffed, turning his face away from yours, bashfully.
you gave him a look of disbelief. not believing that he could still act bashful after saying the stating the simplest thing after SCARAMOUCHE spent hours bullying you with his cock.
"whatever, I love you too, scara... happy new year."
you rolled your eyes, pulling him in for a kiss with a big smile on your lips.
"w-what? sorry... are you upset I ruined your makeup??"
POOKIE I BEG OF U MAKE AN AYATO FANFIC PLS 🥺🥺🙏🙏
— ꒰ WORKING HOURS ꒱
┊kamisato ayato x afab!reader
⋆ SYNOPSIS : Ayato tries to work, but to his dis(pleasure) you’re home today
⋆ WARNINGS : NSFW; choking; cockwarming; creampie; reader is needy and Ayato is a meanie ( ｡ •`ᴖ´• ｡)
⋆ A/N : 🫡🫡🫡 a bit short cuz I wrote this today, I hope it’s good
Ayato was a busy man, most of the time engrossed in his work, lost in thought as he scribbled away on a stack of papers. Wrist tired from working so hard, with the intention of always keeping documents signed and well delivered before the deadline, so that there would be no room for any weakness to be seen, maintaining order on the Kamisato clan.
You, on the other hand, worried about Ayato. He barely had time for you, and when you traveled, that didn't stop him from getting involved in more work outside of home, you just wanted him to take a break every now and then and look at you.
It seemed a little selfish, but you knew it wasn’t just for your sake — despite focusing more on having his presence more constantly — but for his well-being too.
He however was finding it hard to ignore you now. You kept teasing him, poking him playfully and trying to get his attention at all costs. But regardless of your efforts, he still remained focused on his work.
Frustrated by the lack of response, you decided to take matters into your own hands. You straddled him from behind, pressing your breasts against his back as you began to playfully nibble on his earlobe. This served to further distract him from his tasks at hand. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to concentrate until you got what you wanted, you tried to escalate things, and that leads us to your current situation: Ayato's girthy cock filling your pussy to the brim as he continued his activities. Pen in hands and impeccable handwriting, not even shaking and returning to scratching the paper. This happened right after he let out a heavy sigh and turned to you with a serious look, done with your teasings as he pulled you onto his lap. “Now you’re going to wait until I’m done, okay honey?” While his cock slid effortlessly into your wet pussy, making you gasp in delight as you felt yourself being filled with his thickness. However, everything ends up being a sweet dream in your mind, a dream in which you thought he would make you cum several times on his dick and finally give you attention, being replaced by reality where Ayato held you steady, a mere punishment of cockwarming him as he signed countless papers on the table, making sure that you couldn't move to take advantage of his length for your own pleasure or escape from his grasp.
Your heart raced, and your thoughts swirled as you tried to process the conflicting emotions coursing through your veins. On one hand, you were aroused beyond belief, the thought of how big his dick felt inside you made you self conscious. On the other, you were frustrated by your inability to voice your needs or request anything from him. A long silence filled the room, only the wet sounds coming from your intimacies together could be heard. Your walls couldn't stop the spasms around his cock, and you occasionally let out small moans in his ear, desperate for some kind of friction.
The minutes passed, and your body jolted in place when you heard his pen hitting the table, lifting your head to look when you felt his hands running through your body, one to give your ass a good squeeze while the other hand pulled you closer to him, easily slipping his cock deeper inside you.
He stopped writing :0
Your moans were silenced in a frenzied kiss, tongues dancing in harmony. Slowly, his fingers traced down your neck, making you shiver and arch your back, offering yourself fully to him.
“Hm~ you waited for so long, didn’t you? I can feel it when your greedy hole clenches around my cock” you nod, eyes already full of tears and clit throbbing with need. “Do you want me to fill you with my cum?” You nod with your head again, and his thumb brushes lightly over your wet face, wiping away a tear that flowed down your cheek.
With a devious grin, he wraps his strong hands around your throat, pulling your head back slightly as he leaned in to capture your full lips with his own. His cock, already hardened inside of you, began to move with slow, deliberate strokes.
“Didn’t I tell you to wait? Are you that desperate for some cock that you can’t wait, my love? What a whore…” As he choked you softly, you moaned in pleasure, your legs wrapping around him in response to his harsh words, which only contributed in making you more horny. His hands tightened around your throat, slowly constricting your windpipe. You gasped for breath, eyes widened in shock and strangely, arousal. Your heart raced as he continued, his cock moving in and out of your pussy, tip hitting very close to your cervix.
Without warning, Ayato released his hold on your neck and grabbed your wrists, pinning them above your head. This unexpected move left you vulnerable and exposed, letting you even more susceptible to his advances. He sloppily slides the papers to the corner of the table, throwing you on top of it instead. “Now I’m going to fill your pussy with cum for what you did, is that okay with you?” You moan in response, even if he’s not going to hear what you have to say anyway. Pussy dripping with excitement as he held you even tighter, his body on top of you, his breath quickened almost as much as yours, and his dick was now hitting deep inside you at a much harder and faster pace than before. Your whole body moved along with the fragile table, and your thighs were pushed against your breasts while he marked you with several hickies all over your collarbone.
“Cum for me now, baby~ mmpfh..” He brings one hand down to stimulate your clit while thrusting into you. “I’m going to cum really deep and you won’t… h-haa you won’t let a drop go to waste, will you?” You know that you would be without his attention again for a long time, and you should take advantage of it “ahh- yes yes yes, I'm not going to mmm~” you squirt around his cock and he smiles mischievously, not stopping the abuse of your still sensitive walls.
You felt dizzy, body numb and whimpering as you realized another orgasm was coming, and it came at the same time as his, thick spurts of his cum filling your womb while your tight hole milked his cock dry. His hips didn't stop moving until he deposited all of his pleasure inside you, low moans escaping your throat and fading as your bodies cooled down.
You may have received one punishment, but you would do it again to be punished again and again, no matter how much worse he is to your body. He can use you to relieve stress as many times as he wants, you will always be grateful for his attention. ♡
༉‧₊˚. 𝘾𝙀𝙇𝙄𝘼
19 | vietnamese american | she/her
interests ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
genshin impact(ar 59), tears of themis(lv. 60), honkai star rail(65), mystic messenger, obey me, jujutsu kaisen(caught up on manga), vtubers (luca kaneshiro & shu yamino my oshis!!), fairy tail, my hero academia, shoujo anime, manhwas, and many more !!
some manhwas I've read/are reading ˏˋ°•*⁀➷
who made me a princess, the way to protect the female lead's older brother, the only ending for the villainess is death, doctor elise, my in-laws are obsessed with me, princess and her monstrous prince, how to get my husband on my side, business proposal, to love your enemy, surviving romance, true beauty...(til s1),
and probably a lot more that I forgot the title of because they're all so similar...
ღ favorites !
genshin impact
scaramouche, xiao, venti, gorou
tears of themis
luke pearce
honkai star rail
dan heng, gepard
mystic messenger
yoosung kim
obey me
leviathan, mammon
jujutsu kaisen
toge inumaki, megumi fushiguro, yuta okkotsu
feel free to chat with me !! or request for a character outside of luke pearce and scaramouche, if you'd like !!
banner is from "there's no such thing as a villainess route? not in my book!" (悪役令嬢ルートがないなんて、誰が言ったの)
that's so cute omg
yuuji itadori and his massive cock that he happens to be incredibly embarrassed about
𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 25𝐓𝐇 — 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 ღ
↳ xiao × fem! reader
he's your personal heater, who's always happy to warm you up
cw(s) : smut, grinding, riding, creampie, calls you his love
𝐗𝐎𝐗𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭
"xiao..."
"hm?" a small hum left his lips, his eyes dreary as they blinked away the drowsiness of the morning.
"it's so cold," you nuzzled closer to him in hopes of warming up, but to no avail. XIAO was now awake as he stared down at your visibly shaking frame. "want me to warm you up...?" he sighed as you nodded, before deattaching himself from you and crawling down under the blankets.
he pressed gentle and warm kisses down your skin before he spread your legs open enough for him to fit snugly between them.
XIAO made quick work of your panties, beginning to lick and prod his tongue at your entrance.
"h-hngh... ah~!" you covered your mouth as xiao slurped and lapped up your juices, bucking your hips into his face, your clit touching his nose as your breath hitched. your climax didn't take long as he soon had your legs shaking. "...m' cummminngg!" you slurred, gripping onto his hair tightly as you pushed his head even further into your cunt.
XIAO hummed, drinking up any of the last of your arousal before lifting his head up with a gentle smile. his lips glistened with your essence as he crawled back up to kiss you.
you melted into the kiss, already feeling warm, but you decided that you shouldn't be the only one feeling warm during this one particularly cold winter morning.
XIAO let out a soft "oh" of surprise when you flipped him under you, grinding back on his crotch. despite your sopping arousal, you were very much still drowsy due to the weather and comfort of the bed.
a small grin made its way to XIAO's lips as his hands gently guided your rutting hips. soft moans were heard in the room, as you both took the chance to appreciate the moment.
he halted his movement, sliding down his sweats to reveal his hard-on, which made a gentle slapping noise once it hit his stomach. XIAO held his cock in his hand, positioning it so that his blunt tip rubbed and teased against the wet folds of your pussy.
XIAO hissed, biting his lip gently as he slid in with ease, feeling the warm walls of your cunt envelope his length. you tried your best to raise your hips and bounce up and down on his cock, but you tired out easily, which left it up to XIAO to thrust up into your warmth.
"j-just like that... my love." XIAO sighed dreamily, hugging you intimately and closely to his chest. soft whimpers of his name left your lips as you melted into the pleasure and comfort of his presence, feeling happy that the two of you were connected as one.
XIAO's scent was earthy and almost sweet, but it seemed to turn even sweeter whenever the two of you were making love. his hair was messy, but his appearance made your stomach do circles because you knew that it was a sight for only you to see. on a day like this, he was busy whispering sweet nothings in your ears whilst he made a mess out of your dripping pussy.
your brain had turned into mush by the time you felt your impending release, murmuring a sweet and quick warning to XIAO about being "c-close... mmm, so close... x-xiao~!"
"it's okay... let yourself go for me." he let out a soft hum in reply, almost cooing softly to encourage you to cum for him. your nails gently scraped at his toned shoulders, shaking as you came on his cock.
a white ring had formed at the base of XIAO's cock, his hips still thrusting up and into to as he chased his own high. "f-fuck, I'm gonna shoot my load inside you..." he mumbled in a hushed tone, speeding up his rutting.
XIAO finally came in thick ropes as he felt you clench around his cock as his last straw, his mouth slightly open as his hips stuttered and bucked up into your cunt. you felt it ooze slightly out as his thrusts made wet squelching noises.
you pulled him in for a sweet kiss before collapsing onto his chest out of exhaustion. XIAO let out a small chuckle, sitting up and lifting you up, still seated on his cock.
"shower?" he nuzzled his nose against your cheek lovingly. "I'll wash you up, my love."
"...xiao."
"yes?"
"it'sss too cold." you whined out, wrapping your legs around his torso. XIAO huffed, standing up with you securely in his arms.
"then, I'll just warm you up again. like how I just did a bit ago."